

The speed of change...The ripples in the water reflecting sunlight, painting murals with the waves. The ripples in the waves, reflecting change, causing open eyes and flowing hair. Like the changing tides it swells through bliss and despair, and still the wind takes your hair, touches your skin, breathes life into welcoming lips. Tell me that life is not more than this, and I will be happy living to kiss the breezeThe speed of change...


JuneCrumbling walls and smiling faces, the bricks turn to cobblestones and the path beneath my feet, destroying what was, creating what will be.June
I'd give up the stars for the one that matters, But I'd give up the world to see her smile.


WavesExplosions collide with serendipidous abandon, a cluster of stars firing like popcorn on a hot stove. Education in plastic and words framed in air, speeding through life like a decaying fruit, from seed to splendid ripeness to decaying husks left in gutters of streetcorners. Beware the evolution in which you are a step, the light at the end of the staircase is not your own. The revolution built on waves and steps, flowing and crowding like so many pixellated lemmings hanging by umbrellas over the abyss. A ruse that can only be explained as a perpetual hourglass in which you are the grain of sand. Ride the waves or you will be swept away.Waves


spontaneous combustionThe sidewalks are filled with white collar childrenspontaneous combustion
Hidden behind Venician masks.
Some bright and distracting,
Some dark and despondent,
Always hidden behind your mask.
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Sunlight beats a weary path Through cloud and haze and glass To cast its last rays Through its last steps To draw shadows with your face.
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The world that we know, The things that we see Are but memories to the future. Do not forget the fields that we sow Nor the happiness that we reap.
Many thanks for your creative comment on - Valkyrie's Hideout - ! I have noticed it too, that some places in it might still need some tweaking, but I just have to remember those when doing next pic !
See ya,
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Is truth so pure that you're willing to risk it all? ~Bad Religion
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I can still feel you, even so far away...
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I can still feel you, even so far away...
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"He who never ventures beyond actuality will never win the prize of truth."
-Friedrich Schiller
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please reinstall your mindand press any key...
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"Sometimes, I catch and hold
love and pain, tightly in my arms.
It will fade away, but I will remember it...
Always..."
~Radical Dreamers
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
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